Chapter 3 Terrorist Attack Page 1

  But in any case, Long Xing couldn't lose to the opponent in terms of momentum, but there was also another possibility, that is, although the opponent was a terrorist, it's not necessarily true that they could be more formidable than regular soldiers, and his own side were all special forces personnel, so they shouldn't be outdone by them.

  Long Xing looked at the approaching terrorists, then made several hand gestures to the special forces beside him. After that, he started counting down, three, two, one... Just as the terrorists were about to rush within twenty steps of them, Long Xing suddenly waved his hand, and the special forces behind him received the order, charging out without any hesitation. Many of them still had thick layers of sand on their bodies. The special forces immediately followed up with a dense barrage of gunfire after they charged out.

  Before the terrorists could react, nearly half of them fell to the ground after the first close contact. Those who reacted faster took cover on the ground and adopted simple countermeasures.

  Just then, a hurried voice sounded, and those terrorists dispersed, adopting guerrilla tactics.

  The special forces cooperated with each other in a coordinated manner, they understood the importance of team combat, and for a time, those terrorist armed elements were beaten to cry out for their fathers and mothers.

  After the terrorists dispersed, it was clear that not every moment had an enemy falling down, and those terrorists were shooting and changing places, should have been well-rehearsed before. The remaining fifty or so terrorists were the hardest to deal with, and there were too few hiding objects here, only a few trees could be hidden, and there was no other place.

  "Hurry up, Ah Fei, give me a hand grenade." Long Xing glared at these terrorists and cursed them, then asked for a hand grenade.

  "Yes, captain." A young man with a nimble figure behind him responded, having just taken out a hand grenade.

  "A Fei, take cover." Long Xing watched as a bullet flew towards A Fei, but just as he shouted, a bullet hit him right in the head.

  "Ah Fei..." Long Xing let out a furious roar, raised his M4 and fired a burst of shots. He then ran to Ah Fei's side, picked up his head, and looked at the young man who had already stopped breathing. For the first time, Long Xing felt a surge of anger. He forcefully pulled off the two hand grenades from Ah Fei's chest and threw them at the terrorists in front of him.

  "Boom..." With a loud noise, Long Xing picked up another M4 from the ground and swept it towards those terrorists, after a burst of sweeping fire.

  He crouched down again, pulled out another grenade and threw it at the car.

  Again a loud "boom" sound, the car was blown over and then caught fire, but no one came out of it.

  Long Xing held two M4 carbines and fired a burst at the terrorists, when suddenly a loud shout came from beside him: "Xiao Feng... Ah, I'll fight you to the death..." Then Long Xing saw a special forces soldier yelling while charging forward with his gun.

  That special forces soldier, Long Xing, knew him, called Xiao Yuan, and he and Xiao Feng were sworn brothers, often taking bullets for each other. But this time... Suddenly, Long Xing realized something was off: "Xiao Yuan, don't be impulsive..." Then, Long Xing saw Xiao Yuan get hit in the head by a bullet coming straight at him, and fell to the ground...

  Long Xing felt like he was about to collapse, watching his brothers fall one by one beside him. At this moment, he hated that damned John and those big soldiers, a bunch of bastards who hadn't even thought of coming over to support them until now. It seemed they were going to let themselves be put to death.

  Just as Long Xing was stunned for a moment, he turned his head to look at those terrorists, and then he felt someone else fall down beside him. Turning his head again, it was another one of his own men. Long Xing got angry, knowing that with the difference in numbers between the two sides, they couldn't afford to fight hard now. Just as he was about to prepare a hand signal to retreat, Long Xing suddenly discovered that on the opposite side, there was someone holding an AK-47, shooting one bullet and changing positions, and every single bullet could accurately hit one of his brothers. Seeing the familiar figure, Long Xing knew that it was his old friend, Long Ji.

  Long Xing threw away one of the two guns in his hand, reloaded the bullets, and quietly approached without caring about his teammates. He knew that as long as he could take down that damn Long Di, this battle would be won.

  He rushed forward two steps, Dragon crouched on the ground, aimed M4 at that dragon, took aim, fired, and shot a series of actions without any sluggishness, smooth and natural, exceptionally elegant and skilled.

  Long Di, who was shooting at the special forces, suddenly seemed to realize something and swiftly dodged to the left. A bullet then pierced through his right arm, causing blood to gush out.

  After Long Jie flashed past, he immediately fell to the ground, searching for his target, looking for who had injured him. Suddenly, he found it - a familiar figure. In the Dark Shadow Organization, like himself, was a lone wolf, unexpectedly, they met here.

  "How did he appear here?" Long Di wondered to himself, but immediately he became excited. A worthy opponent who could match him, he couldn't let go of no matter what. He drew out his gun, aimed at Long Xing, and fired a shot.

  Long Xing made a roll, counterattacked with one shot, the bullet flew over, Long Ji dodged quickly to the side, and the bullet hit a small tree on the edge, piercing through the trunk. It was clear that this M4 had exceptionally strong firepower. Meanwhile, Long Ji raised his own AK-47 and fired at Long Xing again.

  The dragon saw him holding a gun and shooting, so he quickly dodged, and the bullet hit the tip of a small tree by the roadside, and the tree top fell off with a loud noise.

  Like this, Long Xing and Long Ji fought while dodging, gradually getting farther and farther away from the original arena...

  Long Xing had already lost count of how many shots he and Long Ji had exchanged, but relying on their agile bodies, they could easily dodge each other's bullets. They had now fought their way into an abandoned parking lot. Finally, both of them ran out of ammunition.

  Leaning against the back of a dilapidated car, Long Xing let out a loud roar: "How's that? Have you run out of bullets? How about we settle this with fists?" Long Xing said confidently. Because based on his speculation, the more than ten special forces soldiers he had left should have already annihilated those terrorists.

  "Haha, as expected. Those who know me best are none other than the Dragon Gang." Upon hearing this, Long hastily walked out with his AK-47. He casually tossed the gun onto the ground, exuding an air of a master.

  Long Xing took a glance at Long Ji, also stood up, threw his M4 on the ground, stretched his limbs, and looked at Long Ji: "I didn't expect that you didn't die back then, but instead survived. Why didn't you return to the organization?" Long Xing asked with puzzlement.

  "Huh? Organization? Does the organization treat us as human beings? What's the most difficult task, they all give to us, and what do we get in return? Look... your sister-in-law and nephew at home, what kind of suffering they've endured. Back then when I was killed in battle, your sister-in-law didn't even receive a single penny of compensation. Luckily, I crawled back out from the pile of dead bodies. Huh, if the organization doesn't treat me as human, why should I still risk my life for it?" Long Di almost shouted these words out.

  Long Xing let out a soft sigh as soon as he heard the news. He was most aware of what attitude the organization needed him to have, and also knew that if the organization saw him as useless, they would abandon him, just like his current self. Three years ago, he thought he would be able to use his special abilities, but three years later, he discovered he couldn't, and now he was being used as a pawn in the politics between two countries, abandoned in this godforsaken place.

  "Hmph, since you've discovered me today, let's have a good fight. Let me see what you've learned in the past year." Long Ji said, and then pulled out the military knife from his leg, apparently he thought that having a try with Long Xing was much more important than the safety of those terrifying followers of his.

  Long Xing also let out a light sigh, pulling out his own military saber. He got into position, ready to have a good fight with Long Ji...